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[HOLLYKIT HOLLYKIT]

Nobody knows what I see
Nobody knows I'm waiting

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He is like a little grey shadow at Juniperstar's heels the moment Hollykit is able to walk, stumbling after his mother on legs that have barely learned to stay under him rather than flail pathetically along the ground. This morning however the young one is by himself in the camp clearing. Watching. Waiting. Hoping for someone to come close enough. For who, he's not entirely sure just yet.

Movement catches his eye and he drops into a crouch like he'd seen the apprentices do once or twice, rump wiggling for a heartbeat before he jumps forward. His outstretched claws catch on his target- someone's tail- and the kit lets out a shrill mewl of triumph at catching his 'prey'.

Looking up at the owner, Hollykit's lips curve into a smile. "I caught you, now you have to play with me."

2 moons

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Waiting For You To Call

HOLLYKIT

✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
✦—A thin and lanky blue-eyed, sepia tom who looks like he could be blown over by a faint breeze
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[Fawnkit]

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Looking around, Fawnkit finally spotted what she had been searching for - a rock, beautifully sunlit by a beam of light. The perfect spot for a nap! The rock stood on the other side of the camp, which was a long trek for a tiny kitten like her, but she was determined to get to it before anyone else could steal it from right under her whiskers.

Fawnkit started her journey from the nursery, trotting confidently, as fast as her little legs would allow. She darted past a terrifying obstacle - a stray tuft of moss prepared to tangle her paws - and leapt over a pebble as though it were a boulder. The camp stretched out before her like an endless plain, but her determination burned brighter than the sun. She was so close now, nothing could stop her from reaching her prize. She couldn't wait to experience how warm the rock would be once she got there. The sunlight would make her fur nice and warm, her paws comfortable and her belly...- WHAM!

Fawnkit never got to finish her daydreaming, for she had been attacked! Spinning around and arching her back, she hissed at her attacker and prepared to scratch at their face. Her claws only a whisker-length away from them, she stopped, because she realised this was not the face of an intruder, but of another kitten. Embarrassed, she gave her bristled fur a few licks, as if that was her plan the whole time, and scoffed, "Hollykit, was it? What are you doing?" She turned around, nose held high, not meeting his eyes. "I have a very important mission to fulfill, you know!" Just then she noticed her perfect rock was no longer empty, already occupied by a warrior at rest. Oh, why must StarClan forsake me so... Fawnkit narrowed her eyes, looking directly into Hollykit's own. "It appears my plans have been foiled. Now you pay."

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